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The hour-glass minutes decades flowing fastsand in my eyes that weep, the grit that tearscrystallize round, those pearls that were my yearssea-changing all I see. I don't know it's the lastword she will say in love, last time I'll tastethat dark fruit cake studded with marzipan.Only that words fled, taste is ash. I canhold fragments here. Most fall and crash to waste.My arms are full, stuffed bags of memorymenus receipts. We ate in that Chinesepork balls with chive and ginger. And her keysopen no door now. She's gone. I can seeher photo. Salt sweet musk taste of her facepale shadow dust time death left in her place